At My Age

Something I wasn't prepared for as I entered these "middle" years is how often I would hear the phrase, "at your age" or some derivative thereof.

For example, last time I went to the eye doctor for my vision exam, I was told, "at your age" it is common to need bi- or even tri-focals.

When I began putting on weight with no real change in eating habits, I read in my 'weight- management-in-your-40's' book that "at your age" metabolism slows and weight gain is common.

While reading my 'getting-rid-of-unwanted-weight-in-your-40's' book, it tells me that, "at your age" weight loss will be slow, so be happy with 1 pound a week...at the most!

Upon waking in the morning and feeling the need to move because my body aches all over from sleeping in one position too long, I remember hearing that this is somewhat normal 'at my age' .

When visiting the ER this past weekend for extreme abdominal pain, I was examined and tested for appendicitis. After all the test results and CT scan came back, the doctor proclaimed the good news was that I didn't have appendicitis, the "moderate" news was that I had a gall stone "attack" and from the looks of things, I have a sick gall bladder. Evidently this is quite common 'for my age', especially in females. He elaborated and said that "at my age" it would be good to have my gall bladder removed ASAP as there could be complications if I wait.

So, "at my age" I'm having surgery in a little over a week for something that seemingly a lot of people like me do at this age.

UGH! At my age, I still don't like these kinds of surprises.